The Yama Dragon stared intently at Zhu Minglang, maintaining an extremely high level of vigilance, with its dignity and might undiminished.
The sunlight gradually spilled over its body, dispersing the strong Yin Qi that lingered around it.
However, unlike those nocturnal creatures, the Yama Dragon wouldn't turn to dust under the glaring sun...
Time ticked away.
The sun now hung high in the sky, yet the Yama Dragon's Dark Eye of Netherworld still fixed on Zhu Minglang, guarding against any trick he might try to use against it.
However, Zhu Minglang didn't take action. He, too, stood within the God silkworm silk forest, sat down on the ground and stared back at the Yama Dragon, just staring.
The Yama Dragon hadn't given up trying to break free. It had regained some of its strength by standing still and now, once again, exerted its own powerful force to break the God silkworm silk.
